2001-12-15

Do you know your
Own value
When your pretention comes
Crashing down like the Wall of Jericho
Are your friends there
To help with the clean-up?
And when the realization
That you aren't as good as
You think you are
Hits you like so many
Thrown stones
Do you have someone to confide
Your fears in?
We all have moments when
It seems like we can
Ride through hellfire unscathed
And everyone wants to be a part
Of our whirlwind of good fortune
But even the wind must
Stop sometimes
And even gods can die
Just ask Puck
Well
If he weren't dead you could
It appears Shakespeare was able to invoke him
Posthumorously
For that lovely tale
But make no mistake
The old world myths say he died
Long ago
And all the gods
From all worlds
Attended his funeral
Can all of us say the same
When down on our luck
You see
If indeed
"Nobody knows you when you're down"
Then perhaps you should evaluate
Both what kind of friend you are
And what kind of friends
You surround yourself with
Remember
Tricksters are
Overabundant
Throughout all pantheons
But they all came
To say goodbye to Puck
Not because he was playful
Not because of his mischief
But because when worlds come
Falling down around thier heads
Puck was there for them
~Matt Magus

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